Page 41 of The Revenge You Seek
Her touch is… nice. But it doesn't stir a fire within me like I know someone else does.
We might have only been together once, but fuck it if didn't make all the other girls of my past pale in comparison.
The second the elevator pings to say we've hit the ground floor she storms out of the enclosed space, her shoulder slamming into me as she passes sending a bolt of electricity straight to my dick.
If she felt it then she doesn't show it because she doesn't so much as look back as she exits the building as if she's being chased.
"What's her problem?" Clara purrs, wrapping her hand around the back of my neck and staring into my eyes.
"Probably jealous that she's not as pretty as you."
"You're an asshole," one of Letty's protectors barks as they follow her out.
"I know. It's fun."
He flips me off over his shoulder as Clara threads her fingers through mine and pulls me from the elevator.
The second we step outside and I realize that Letty is nowhere to be seen, I pull my cell from my pocket and stare at it as if I'm reading something.
"I'm sorry, baby, I'm going to have to call a rain check. One of my boys needs me."
"I can come with," she offers, stepping forward and pressing her breasts against my chest as if it's enough to change my mind.
No fucking chance, love.
"Sorry, maybe another time."
She sticks her filler-filled lip out in a pout but all I do is spin away from her and walk away, not giving two fucks about dropping her like a stone.
She's a jersey chaser. I'm sure there's plenty of other team members she can run off and dig her claws into.
I get myself some lunch and manage to get some work done on an assignment I've been working on before making my way to my afternoon class early, just like this morning.
I have no idea if I'll have the pleasure of making her squirm uncomfortably in this class as well seeing as I missed our first lecture on Monday but I can only hope.
10
Letty
"He really is an asshole," Brax mutters as he and West catch up with me after I all but sprinted from the elevator.
The second I heard him call her by my name, all I could think about was getting away from him.
I never want to hear him say that again, but I didn't realize just how hearing him say it to another girl would affect me.
The jealousy that surged through me was almost too much to contain and I was about two seconds away from wrapping my non-manicured nails into her hair extensions and dragging her away from him.
Thankfully, the doors opened just in time and allowed me an escape.
The second the outside air hit me, I sucked in a huge breath that wasn't laced with his masculine, woodsy scent and forced myself to relax.
I hated that I showed that he affects me by storming out the way I did, but I couldn't help it.
I was losing control and I had to get away.
"He is."
"What's his issue with you anyway?"
